Author's Notes: So I've been listening to Natalie Merchant a lot lately, especially her Motherland CD. The idea to use it kinda struck me one day. So I am. AND! I plan to finish this one.
Oh yeah, by the way, this is for Foonhead. Yeah you, you silly person you. Why? cause you killed Superpez, you Foonhead. ^_~
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Motherland
Rating: PG-13 for now
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This house is on fire!
Kick off your boots, come sit a spell.
Listen to me worry, come and listen well.
All you better best come and lean in boys, I don't dare raise my voice.
I've been sitting here for the longest time reading all the warning and the danger signs.
I don't have the gift of the prophecy, telling everybody how it's going to be.
The stars made the flames look so very romantic, almost intoxicating, so she stood there
and watched her greatest achievement proudly. The scent of roses intermingled with the
smoke. It symbolized the beginning of a new life, a new era, a time where she will no longer
be chased by the past. It was now a time where He had no control over anyone. A truly
joyful occasion.
Soon come, soon come the day this tinderbox is gonna blow in your face.
I don't have the gift of the prophesy, telling everybody how it's going to be.
You go passing wrong for right and right for wrong
People only stand for that for just so long.
It began to get colder out, forcing her to pull her jacket closer. It was odd actually.
Even though her common sense was kicking in, telling her to find a place to stay, the
burning buildings still held a strong grip on her, urging her to walk towards the flames.
Shaking her head as if to clear it she took a step backwards, defying the call.
It would be ruins soon and the grip will be gone.
It's all gonna catch like a house on fire, spark an evil blaze and burn higher.
Well, I don't have the gift of the prophesy, telling everybody how it's going to be.
You go passing wrong for right and right for wrong
People only stand for that for just so long.
With a deep breath she turned around and began to walk away. The day's excitement was
beginning to wear off and she was starting to feel the fatigue kick in. Yet she would not
complain. It was a self gratifying feeling in its own way. It wasn't as if she had never
felt fatigue like this before, oh no. She had been physically and mentally exhausted several
times in the past couple of weeks, let alone the last couple of months. Yet those were for
reasons she did not want to think off.
In fact she decided right then and there that she was going to ignore the memories that she
held of the place. People, places, events...it would all be gone after tonight. The rare
thing or two that she would keep in both mind and heart were forever gone, due to this
now ruined place. But she more than made up for their losses.
I don't have the gift of the prophesy, telling everybody how it's going to be.
There's a wild fire catching in the whip of the wind
That could start a conflagration like there has never been.
This house is on fire!
Ohtori Academy lay in ruins, the flames making it look like the Hell it truly was.
Oh yeah, by the way, this is for Foonhead. Yeah you, you silly person you. Why? cause you killed Superpez, you Foonhead. ^_~
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Motherland
Rating: PG-13 for now
-------------
This house is on fire!
Kick off your boots, come sit a spell.
Listen to me worry, come and listen well.
All you better best come and lean in boys, I don't dare raise my voice.
I've been sitting here for the longest time reading all the warning and the danger signs.
I don't have the gift of the prophecy, telling everybody how it's going to be.
The stars made the flames look so very romantic, almost intoxicating, so she stood there
and watched her greatest achievement proudly. The scent of roses intermingled with the
smoke. It symbolized the beginning of a new life, a new era, a time where she will no longer
be chased by the past. It was now a time where He had no control over anyone. A truly
joyful occasion.
Soon come, soon come the day this tinderbox is gonna blow in your face.
I don't have the gift of the prophesy, telling everybody how it's going to be.
You go passing wrong for right and right for wrong
People only stand for that for just so long.
It began to get colder out, forcing her to pull her jacket closer. It was odd actually.
Even though her common sense was kicking in, telling her to find a place to stay, the
burning buildings still held a strong grip on her, urging her to walk towards the flames.
Shaking her head as if to clear it she took a step backwards, defying the call.
It would be ruins soon and the grip will be gone.
It's all gonna catch like a house on fire, spark an evil blaze and burn higher.
Well, I don't have the gift of the prophesy, telling everybody how it's going to be.
You go passing wrong for right and right for wrong
People only stand for that for just so long.
With a deep breath she turned around and began to walk away. The day's excitement was
beginning to wear off and she was starting to feel the fatigue kick in. Yet she would not
complain. It was a self gratifying feeling in its own way. It wasn't as if she had never
felt fatigue like this before, oh no. She had been physically and mentally exhausted several
times in the past couple of weeks, let alone the last couple of months. Yet those were for
reasons she did not want to think off.
In fact she decided right then and there that she was going to ignore the memories that she
held of the place. People, places, events...it would all be gone after tonight. The rare
thing or two that she would keep in both mind and heart were forever gone, due to this
now ruined place. But she more than made up for their losses.
I don't have the gift of the prophesy, telling everybody how it's going to be.
There's a wild fire catching in the whip of the wind
That could start a conflagration like there has never been.
This house is on fire!
Ohtori Academy lay in ruins, the flames making it look like the Hell it truly was.
